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Old friends old friends
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sat on their park bench like bookends.
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a newspaper blown through the grass
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falls on the round toes
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on the high shoes of the old friends
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old friends winter companions
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the old men lost in their overcoats
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waiting for the sunset
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the sounds of the city sifting through trees
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settle like dust on the shoulders of the old friends
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can you imagine us years from today
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sharing a park bench quietly
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how terribly strange to be seventy
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old friends memory brushes the same years
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silently sharing the same fears ...